Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 495

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Frank's tall figure stiffened slightly before he let out a chuckle. The sound of running water from the faucet filled the room as he washed off the soap on his hands, wiped away the water stains, and turned around to pull me into his arms.

The man lowered his head slightly, his eyes shining as he looked at me, and pinched my face. "Charlotte, it's because I'm not strong enough that I feel uneasy. It has nothing to do with you."

I wrapped my arms around his neck and said earnestly, "You've already done a great job!"

"Charlotte..." He gently rubbed my face with his thumb, a trace of self-reproach crossing his eyes. "If I had truly done well enough, you wouldn't have been kidnapped when you were young, and two years ago, Luke wouldn't have found you and forced you back to Ryan." "How old were you when I was kidnapped?"

I looked up at him, trying to ease his guilt. "And as for Luke finding me... in the end, none of these things are your fault."

His fingertip rested on the corner of my eye, his voice deep. "But if I were strong enough, these things wouldn't have happened."

Human nature was like that.

No one dared to bully the strong.

Just like the kidnapping when we were kids-if Frank and I had made the kidnappers pay a severe price, then Mrs. Shaw wouldn't have dared to entertain such thoughts.

that time, Luke only dared to use the threat

"Then let's work

The Shaw family's residence.

assistant. "Are you useless or what? No matter how famous Yasmin is, she's only

socialites in Jeswood. Everyone

would dare to leave the Shaw family out so soon. Therefore, she had made it clear that Yasmin had promised to send an invitation to the

didn't get it, her enemies and rivals would definitely laugh

but couldn't. his forehead swelled immediately.

stepped out of the elevator, her brows furrowed slightly as she looked at Bethany. "What's worth getting

shot a harsh glance at the assistant and muttered to Mrs. Shaw, "It's about

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Chapter 495

useless person couldn't even manage to get

her eyes carrying a hint of subtlety.

"Yes!"

I don't get to go,

take care of that bruise on

away before sternly saying, "What's there to laugh about? How impressive is Yasmin? Even if she sent an invitation to our family, you're still not allowed to go!" "Why?" Bethany sprang up, displeased. "Mom, why do you always